In 2000, when Shea and I moved to Memphis, there was something I had a hard time reconciling with the ideal of our new life together. We lived in Harbor Town, a clean, beautiful, but seemingly gentrified community. (more…)
I really don’t know what’s going on here, but I’ve been moved by two NPR Morning Edition stories in two days.
The one I wrote about yesterday, and then this one on 98-year-old L.A. residential architecture photographer Julian Shulman. His client’s quote pretty much sums it up:
“He makes you see what you take for granted. And we do that in our houses. We do that in our marriages. We do that with our children. He has ability to stop time and let you see it and to remember why you fell in love with it.”
Last weekend, I had the privilege of taking part in a coming-of-age celebration with my family at Redeemer Presbyterian, here in Memphis. My contribution to the party came by way of dusting off my old Epson 1520 large format inkjet printer, ripping, framing and hanging these ten photos.
The Entrance.
Most of the images were hung on the glass windows in the main room of the reception.
The Exit.
